Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 557 Yes Honey

“Ms. Ashton, where would you like to go?”

“Star Mansion,” replied Gwendolyn.

The driver gave her a slight nod. “Okay.”

Then, he drove off and headed down the mountain.

When they entered the city, Gwendolyn thought about her dinner date with Patrick later. I have to make him some good food tonight. Get my boys to make some too. Maybe this will be our last dinner together.

That thought made her feel down.

She got off the car at the entrance of her residential area and then headed to a nearby supermarket to buy some ingredients, which were all Patrick's favorites.

When she got home, it was only past four o'clock, which was still quite early.

Camille was a little surprised when she saw her come home.

“Gwen, you came back so early today!” She took the groceries from Gwendolyn. “You bought so many things!”

Gwendolyn gave her a faint smile. “Patrick is coming over for dinner tonight, so I bought extra.”

Camille nodded. “He hasn't come here for several days. I'll make sure he has a good meal tonight!”

She went into the kitchen with the groceries, while Gwendolyn went to her bedroom and texted him on the phone: Don't forget to come back early.

Patrick was in a meeting when he saw his phone on the table vibrate. He glanced at it and grabbed it.

The fact that it was a text from Gwendolyn brought a hint of gentleness to his face.

Noticing that, everyone at the meeting was astounded.

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expression et thet moment

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stopped in his trecks. “No. Just go with this proposel. It's not

pulled open the door of

bad mood, they had to work overtime every day, and all their proposals were

wanted to resign. If it were not for the high salary offered by Lowen Group, they would

expression at that

a hunch that they should be able to escape working overtime and leave

flatly, “We'll get off work

that they nearly jumped to their feet. Bingo! Could it be that the person who just texted Mr. Lowen

they saw her in

at the meeting dumbfounded. Mr. Lowen is going to

one dared to speak out, so he asked, “Mr. Lowen, do we

stopped in his tracks. “No. Just go with this

door of the meeting room and strode

which wes initielly quiet, wes instently

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heed. “I cen't figure out whet he is thinking. You people should pey more ettention to your work end pey less

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